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ryllen · 2 months
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bears for sale @ letterstoear
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marblebagcollective · 2 months
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im thinking abt ctommy and how he left room for himself to forgive cdream in his first prison visit despite everything he did to him. how he said if cdream wrote the books he'd be on the road to starting to be forgiven. like "write stupid funny books make me laugh then tell me why. why you did this and Maybe ill forgive you. "
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kreachvera · 11 months
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goodnighsssnnnnnnnzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.zzzzzzzzzz
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suchawrathfullamb · 10 days
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I wish we knew what Hannibal was thinking when he was just sat there watching Will sleep/induced coma(?) in the hospital
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dailyhogz · 3 months
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day 6: eepy
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benetnvsch · 6 months
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Omg Wait dazai falling asleep under Kunis desk cuddling one of Kunis plushies
ABSOLUTELY !!
Kunikida knows he’s there but Everyone else in the ADA are like ‘?? Guys where’s Dazai he’s supposed to be working today’
And Kunikida just shrugs and is like ‘knowing him he’s probably off somewhere causing trouble’ and purposely doesn’t give away Dazai’s ‘hiding spot’ cuz he knows that Dazai needs the extra rest
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yorshie · 5 months
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Pea Brained Bounce House time. Was thinking about the earlier Mikey bit. Then I started thinking about Warm Coded. And then:
Raph’s got like. This thing, when you’re working out with him. He uses the cover of coaching you to stare.
It’s not until he’s got you doing chairs against the concrete wall, and you look up in pleading askance on how much longer you’ve gotta hold the position, that you finally catch the way his attention is trained on the swell of your stomach. The uncanny focus of his gaze on your thighs as the muscles start to tremble and seize up.
Raph likes to stare.
#……. hm. is this gonna be a blood orange fic?#are they gonna converge?#looks at the blurple fic I’m already planning. fuck. this might be a blood orange fic#but how would that even work?#Mikey is so much harder to set a boundary with than Leo and Donnie#and what about my head canon of Mikey sneaking into Raph’s bed during nightmares?#I could just see. raph wakes up and readers all against him all warm and cuddly#he goes for the sleepy morning action#but his hand knocks against Mikey’s shell and there’s like the awful dawning realization that his little bro is cock blocking him#cue Mikey waking up cuz you smell all warm and he wants action too#only for the same realization to have th both going >:[ at each other#raph gets up like fuck this I’ll be a good boyfriend I’ll go get breakfast. you want pastries doll? I'll get you fucking pastries#and Mikey’s like fuck that I’ll be a better boyfriend I’m gonna go make homemade juice#and then reader is like. wtf where are my cuddly buddies? Why is everyone so pissy this fine morning?#<- zero clue they are in the middle of a pissing contest#goes to take a morning shower and gets interrupted cuz Mikey doubles back#youngest sibling gotta take advantage of the older one being out and all that#I could just see him all annoyed halfway to the Kitchen before going *wtf am I doing* and backtracking to corner reader in the bathroom#raph drags reader back in his room and closes the door in mikey's face when he gets back with pastries#cuz personal space (nest) privileges and it was cold outside and damn it he's was a good boyfriend he deserves cuddle time#also he didn't get mikey any pastries#proceeds to show reader there's more than one way to enjoy a pastry#……… have to think about this one actually plot poly is hard#raccoon rambles
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i-hear-a-sound · 1 year
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not to be RWDE 😦but can I just… get something off my chest
the chunk of the fndm that scream about how progressive RWBY is and will go out of their way to harass anybody who says otherwise… 90% of the time are the same people who try & justify a fictional fucking child slave of a minority group being branded as property and blinded by his superiors because, yknow, he miiiiiiiight’ve deserved it, right?
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hazelelel · 4 months
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Found these hiding in my old FLIPACLIP and idk what to do with them. I have no desire to clean them up or finish them
I think it was probably from this scene in an abandoned WIP about Jackson, this muggle dude who was an information gatherer for Dumbledore.
Context: He meets up for meetings with Minerva, Albus, Remus, and Severus each week to give reports. He's made a precarious deal to not be killed, as he is immune to Obliviation (idiot accidentally made friends with a trickster god). He's been to many meetings and now everyone is starting to like him except obviously Severus who hates him. Heheh.
Her- here- here's the scene:
Jackson sat stiffly in his chair in front of Albus's desk, watching as the headmaster flipped through his report. Minerva sat to the side, giving Jackson a stern look. Remus sat next to her and gave Jackson an awkward little thumbs up. Severus was sandwiched in a shadowy corner, looking perhaps even more murderous then the last time. The silence dragged on. Jackson was weary, not only from training with Wotton (thats the trickster god, m'dudes) in a futile attempt to gain any upper hand against a magical opponent with a major advantage, or living in the woods, but also by the issues he was having with his mind. It was all tangled up in there and every time he ventured in, meditating in an open field, he'd find himself thrown out violently. His own mind! It was as if there was something that didn't want him to know it was there. It sent a chill of unnerve down his spine.
Albus set his report down on the desk and finally smiled, pushing his half moon spectacles up on his crooked nose.
"Another excellent report, Jackson. I enjoyed your analysis on the 1930's in both the Muggle and Wizarding world." Albus slid the stack of papers back and Jackson took them. "Now, I believe I want to ask you a few questions."
Jackson swallowed thickly,
"Please." He gestured for the headmaster to continue, all cordial and shit.
"This… issue we've seen arise when trying to obliviate you, it's made for quite the conundrum. In every way, you are entirely normal, yet this sticks out as if there is something larger at play." Albus sobered, leaning forward and folding his fingers.
"I was hoping to attempt something a bit more… experimental." Albus went quiet for a sinister moment, then smiled. "Severus and I believe that you can see through illusion magic due to an abnormality in your mind. Perhapse some deformity of your psyche, but there can be no knowing unless we check. That would be through-"
"Occlumency." Jackson uttered, having read through the mind arts section of the Hogwarts library. "You want to enter my mind?" His eyes darted towards the door. Albus waved his hands gently. "Jackson, my dear boy… there is no need to fear. I only suggest we perform a very brief scan. I believe Severus here could do so and you won't even notice."
At the mention of Severus, Jackson broke into a cold sweat beneath his button-up. The man in question stepped forwards, a looming presence of perpetual anger towards Jackson.
Albus tilted his head, watching Jackson carefully. "That is, only if you consent to this process, of course." Jackson blinked. He was being given a choice? Why? That seemed off.
"Well… no, I would perfer if we-"
"For God's sake, Albus! We twiddle our thumbs for the likes of him now?" Severus hissed, a sneer frozen on his face. Jackson flinched under his intense stare of hatred.
Albus frowned, "Now Severus-"
"To hell with this." Severus shook his head and swooped forwards, bending over front of Jacksons chair faster then he could react.
"That's really won't be necesSSSARY-" Jackson trailed off as Severus grasped his face in both chilled hands and bent down uncomfortably close, his flared nostrils blowing puffs of pissed off air along Jackson's cheeks.
"Look at me." Severus demanded and Jackson immediately closed his eyes. If he'd learned anything living as a muggle in a wizarding world, it was context clues. Context clues told him to not listen for shit. Severus made a noise of frustration and tightened his grip. He leaned in and whispered directly into Jacksons ear, completely turning his brain off for the few seconds his words bounced around his skull.
"If you do not want to end up as potion ingredients, I would suggest you obey me, Muggle."
Jackson, with now very little reluctance, opened his eyes. They were met with a pair of black ones. So black he wondered how. As black as the black of a lake on an overcast night, or the darkest dark of a deep, deep well, or the deepest, most soul grabbing aggressive of- of... Okay, Jackson is no poet. Give him a break.
That was his last thought before the feeling of falling into a mile deep hollow took both of them in a vice grip.
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guideaus · 6 months
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This is how my cat looks at me 90% of the time
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lovelaceisntdead · 6 months
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Can someone come over and read me a story or something please
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consultingsister · 19 days
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no?? ofc i didn't go for a lil nap like 5 hours ago and only just wake up??? no???
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freebooter4ever · 2 months
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Ohhhh poor bread that was so cute but lol just got a little too excited and then fwoop onto the ice 😂 he was lucky mika was there to stop philly from clearing the puck after that
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Things I have decided:
Since Anya is a lawyer she dresses like a lawyer quite often
When Anya is nearby but we aren't hearing from her a ton, it can be assumed she and Spar are doing a thing they used to do all the time when they were younger, where he carries her under her arm like this and she's like "heheh. I am warm, safe, and tall" and completely checks out
It makes her mind quiet :)
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roombagreyjoy · 9 months
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Shadow dog hopes you're doing well and have a great day!
SHADOW DOG YOU GOT SO BIG 😭 YOU LOOK LIKE A BIG BOY NOW ILY
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theres-a-bea · 1 year
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birthday cake
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